The Daughter-In-Law’S Son-In-Law Chapter 4297
by“Only one of you can leave the parking lot alive!”
A simple sentence made Song Jingzhe and Song Chongchong’s newly relaxed nerves become tense again.
Song Jingzhe clenched her fists suddenly, her knuckles turned white: “Boy, how shameless are you to use such a despicable method to sow discord?”
Song Chongchong also echoed: “You are a scheming bastard, no one will like you in your life!”
Nangong Zhixia smiled: “I’m sorry, I like him very much. He is flexible and flexible, capable of fighting and calculating. He is a hundred times better than the self-righteous Song Jingzhe.”
Song Chongchong said angrily: “You!”
“Stop talking nonsense!”
Ye Fan looked at the two brothers and sisters with ugly expressions: “Winner or loser, you two lost. Now I am the one who decides your life and death. You can only follow it.”
“I’ll give you one minute, either guess the game and decide life or death in a game, and the winner will live; or, I will beat you into a sieve.”
“Don’t think about reinforcements coming to rescue you, or to find you and escape from the parking lot. My people have already surrounded you.”
“Without my nod, no one can come in to save people, and you can’t escape.”
As soon as he finished speaking, more than twenty figures appeared around the parking lot, holding weapons aimed at the Song brothers and sisters.
Song Chongchong’s mouth was twitching. She didn’t expect that Ye Fan was not fighting alone, but also had a group of helpers, which ruined her hope of waiting for reinforcements.
She subconsciously looked at Song Jingzhe: “Brother, what should I do? I don’t want to die, let alone kill each other with you…”
A trace of struggle flashed across Song Jingzhe’s face, which was immediately replaced by ruthlessness.
He stared at the gun in Ye Fan’s hand, then glanced at the gunmen who were watching eagerly around him, gritted his teeth and said:
“Okay, let’s guess the game. But remember, Ye Fan, if I, Song Jingzhe, don’t die, I will repay you a hundredfold for today’s humiliation!”
After saying that, he turned around and held Song Chongchong’s shoulders, his voice softened, but there was an imperceptible calculation in his eyes:
“Sister, brother and sister, brother, I have nothing to leave you, I just leave you a life.”
Song Jingzhe whispered: “Later on the guessing game, I will use the scissors and you will use the hammer. This way you can win and get out alive.”
Song Chongchong’s tears burst out instantly, and he threw himself into Song Jingzhe’s arms and choked: “Brother, why are you so stupid? You want us to live together!”
“Silly girl!”
Song Jingzhe patted her back very gently: “Brother, you have lived enough. You are still young and you still have great years to live. Only by living well can you have hope.”
“Ten seconds countdown.”
Ye Fan suddenly raised his wrist to look at his watch, his voice as cold as ice, “Ten, nine…”
Song Jingzhe pushed Song Chongchong away and growled: “Stop dawdling, start!”
“Three, two, one!”
As Ye Fan’s last sound fell, the two punched at the same time.
Song Chong rushed out with scissors, and his knuckles turned white from the force!
What Song Jingzhe pulled out was a hammer, and his knuckled hand glowed coldly under the light.
Song Jingzhe wins!
“You!”
Song Jingzhe and Song Chongchong exclaimed at the same time.
Song Chongchong’s face turned pale instantly, “Brother, didn’t you say you had scissors? Are you lying to me?”
Song Jingzhe suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed, his laughter full of ridicule:
“Sister, do you really think I would be willing to die?”
“You think I will tempt you to use the hammer and then defeat you with the paper, so you deliberately use the scissors?”
He took a step forward with a sinister look in his eyes, “It’s a pity that you predicted my prediction, but you didn’t expect that I predicted it further than you did.”
Song Chongchong smiled sadly: “You are such a good brother…”
Nangong Zhixia leaned on the car next to her, crossed her arms and snorted softly:
“I thought it was some touching brother-sister bond, but it turned out to be just a plastic bond.”
“Song Jingzhe, you are really good at acting. Under the guise of self-sacrifice, you use your own sister as a stepping stone. It is really shameless.”
She despised Song Jingzhe extremely. Although Song Chongchong was not a good person, she was still her sister after all. How could Song Jingzhe not be responsible?
She believes that if she encounters danger, Mark will definitely sacrifice himself to let her survive. Of course, she will do the same.
Thinking of this, Nangong Zhixia became even more disdainful of Song Jingzhe.
“Shameless?”
Song Jingzhe suddenly turned his head and stared at Nangong Zhixia, his eyes red:
“I’m not forced by you!”
“I’m still young, I haven’t fully enjoyed my wealth, my woman, I haven’t reached the top yet, why should I die here?”
Song Jingzhe roared: “Why?”
“Then do I deserve to die?”
Song Chongchong suddenly screamed, tears mixed with anger sliding down his face, “You are my brother! How could you do this to me?”
“Don’t blame me, if you want to blame, blame Mark!”
Song Jingzhe took a step back: “Besides, didn’t you also plot against me in the guessing game just now? We are evenly matched. If you lose, you can’t blame others.”
Song Chongchong was so angry that he was shaking all over. He suddenly picked up a gun on the ground, turned the muzzle of the gun and pointed it at Song Jingzhe: “Then you die first!”
“Bang!”
The moment the gunshot sounded, Song Jingzhe suddenly turned sideways, and a knife flew out of his right hand like lightning, stabbing Song Chongchong’s throat accurately.
Song Chongchong’s body froze, the muzzle of the gun hung weakly, and blood gurgled out along the handle.
She looked at Song Jingzhe in disbelief. Her lips moved, but no sound came out. She finally fell heavily to the ground, full of unwillingness and despair.
Song Jingzhe gasped, wiped the blood spattered on his face, and looked at Mark with cold eyes:
“Ye Fan, choose one of the two. I won and survived. It’s time for you to let me live.”
“Also, I have written down what happened today.”
“One day we will meet again. When the time comes, I will make you and Nangong Zhixia pay the price for my sister’s death!”
After that, he turned around and rushed to the car not far away. When he opened the door, he didn’t forget to look back and glance at the body on the ground, as if to confirm something.
The roar of the car’s engine pierced the night sky and quickly disappeared at the exit of the parking lot.
“Master, do you really let Song Jingzhe leave?”
Nangong Zhixia walked to Song Chongchong’s body and said, “Song Jingzhe is not a good person. After he returns, he will definitely join forces with the Glinton family to deal with us.”
Ye Fan suddenly laughed, took out his phone and clicked on a video.
It was the whole process of Song Jingzhe killing Song Chongchong with a knife just now. The picture was clear, and even the fierceness in his eyes was clearly captured.
“Do you think I would let him go so easily?”
“Spread this video! Spread another rumor.”
“The rumor is that Song Jingzhe accidentally killed Glinton in order to save you, and then killed all Glinton’s men, Uncle Lang and others.”
“He even wanted to silence Song Chongchong and others who had advised him. He was planning to use a trick to conceal the truth and make everyone think that it was us who killed Glinton.”
Ye Fan’s voice was calm: “We want them to have internal chaos.”
Nangong Zhixia asked: “Do those Westerners believe that Song Jingzhe killed Glinton?”
Ye Fan said indifferently: “The truth is not important to the Glinton family. What is important is that they can use this as an excuse to erode Song Jingzhe’s interests.”
“And Song Jingzhe will definitely not give up the achievements of decades. He will definitely confront or deal with it. In this way, our pressure will be much less.”
Ye Fan smiled: “Then we will take advantage of this gap to completely integrate the Chinese Wushu League into one.”
Nangong Zhixia’s eyes lit up instantly: “Master is wise! You still see clearly, do you need me to do anything now?”
Ye Fan brushed past the woman who was close to him and moved his elbow:
“Use your personal account to transfer 100 million to Song Jingzhe’s Swiss bank account, and then buy him ten different flights back to China…”
“A white moonlight always gives him a ride!”
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